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MANOLO RODRIGUEZ OPEN LETTER TO WALK WHEN

LETTER MANOLO RODRIGUEZ OPEN

Today I excited to see it posted in the forum my friend Sousa, Manolo.
I excited to see you succeed as a civilian outside their homeland, their struggle, ambition, strength and tenacity.

doing what he likes to sing, sing my heart, as reflected in his lyrics and sings to his people, his people sing, sing to your friends and sing to the land he adopted, Hospitalet de Llobregat.

Today I felt more proud, if anything, to be born in the same village as the Master of the songs, the Master of the word, the master of poetry, the Master of passion, proud to be Ringer like you.

On November 22, 2008, received a fitting tribute, after 20 years standing on stage doing all those who enjoy going to see you and your party, first together with your brothers to lovers and now Andalucia Your group lovers.

certainly had the same nerves as the first time you subistes on stage, but there it was your family and your friends giving you all your heart and you had friends who were not there physically but you had the soul in that theater, along to you, hoping that everything turns out well, as you expected. We all had the heart next to yours. All were with our friend, Manolo Rodriguez "The Lovers of Andalucia," "The Lovers'."

Dedicated to Manolo, a bell ringer who wins out of their land and that leads to La Campana and flag.

Thanks.

Joaquín Bravo

1000ft Tree Of Wisdom

IF MY PEOPLE
MARCHÉ
With twenty years of age recently left my land. Gone was my family, friends and my roots, which I have never forgotten.

After twelve years, not a day passes that I do not remember, the countryside, the streets and the people of this blessed land.

In February, with four rags a costume, with a piece of cane, a whistle and sing those coplillas carnival.

When incense is leaving their scent on Easter, I am on Friday, the output of Nuestro Padre Jesus Nazareno, in the silence of the Plaza de Andalucia, the song of an arrow in the corner of Lora Street.

Forty degrees in the shade, what if we enjoy a good cold drink to the sound of Seville Adelfa 5 and the Choir, at the booth at the fair with friends.

to dismiss in September and summer is the feast in honor of our pattern where the bulls and enjoy various performances.

In the cold winter comes the warmth of home with Christmas, the good wishes and the family environment, the wishes of Peace and Love

But for me all year that I look far desire and anxiety is when flowers bloom, the town is decked out, dress in their finery, the women pull out their flamenco dresses, everyone sings Seville, when all we see Our Lady of Fatima to accompany the pilgrimage, this is the date I wait all year to return to my village and see my family, my friends and get my roots.

R.m.s. Queen Elizabeth

35 Ob. Ter. I stole

I only remember the maelstrom of images
within a clot of people
back to me the arcane illusions
beings who fly and operate together and die alone.

distressed is not borne worm

horrible people beautiful is the person vomits his alimneta
and embarks on a new flight
loggerheads

crushing
tortuous emotions of those who know no more than one and less than

for both only to die in peace and live in tragedy ...

Vectorial Blueprints Cars

"Fuck load of cunts free paper in the worls
Enlightened Situations of a planning fun and orgies of no one
just a bunch of innocent guilty
The right answer lies for everything
The wrong product for everyone
They're always the funny guy
The charismatic one, the honest one.
The beloved and hard earn reward...

But he is a liar.
He is a chauvinistic prick
'cos in your head the world is perfect
'cos in your head I care...

And I don't lie, I care,
but not for you.

Die is what I wan't for you
Not your bodie, but your soul

-You know, that's my problem. I can't see any love, I just want to kill you. Nothing more.
Maybe with my bare hands, with my teeth and nails reap your skin offand bury you in salt. - I'm sorry but that's me, that's how I fell in your arms.
Please care for me the same I care for you

-You ugly son of a bitch, fake sounds come out your mouth. Beat box of emptyness, shit face loose insanity.

-But baby please calm down, I'm here for you... please look at me...

-I don't want to, I just wanna reap his fuckin head off. He always knows what to say, I think I'll spear him from his gruesome dead; He lifts my spirit throught the others. I don't want to be in his line of sight. Please fuck all the others...please fuck the outside, please save me in the inside, please... just this one, just for me...

- You know I can't, you know I must confront you, I must awaken you, I must slap you. I have to lick your disturbed eyes and clean them from the porn that consumes you. You can't die, not anymore, but you can't live this way either... It's not your choice.

-I don't wanna die, but sometimes wish I've never been born at all...

-Stop cuoting; Don't over steal words again; Yours it's the world, but only if you find the words.

-My my my, oh my. My my my oh my.

-Stop the dance and start the laughter

-I'm only liying to your self in your face while I smile and dance and sing your price and glory...

-I'm leaving you alone with your stolen lies.

Power Supply Gold Plated

GIRL LOVE MY PEOPLE THE ANGEL

GIRL LOVE

THE BLACK HAIR GIRL,
THE LOOK OF BRILLIANT
THE SMILE OF TRANSPARENT
THE OWNER OF MY HEART.

PARK IN OUR BANK
I waited
AND YOUR SAD AND YOU LEFT ME JUST QUIT.

WERE NOT ABLE TO TELL YOU FORGET, BECAUSE
STILL LOVE ME. KNOW AS avoided mine
YOU LOOK NOT CHEAT AND SAYS LOVE THESE.

I want to get YOUR LIFE AND FORGET YOUR MIND,
WOMEN DO NOT WORRY THAT I WILL REMEMBER ME AS YOU WHO DO NOT WANT A WOMAN WHO DOES NOT KNOW WHAT YOU WANT.